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June 22, 2009

Uganda to Kigali, Rwanda.

Monday 22nd June: Uganda to Rwanda.

We had to push start Dusty again today, after breakfast. We are careful to leave it in a position that makes it easy. John, the chief mechanic for this trip, has been checking everything to find out what’s causing the problem with the dual battery system. It’s most likely they’ve just reached the end of their lifespan.

Lake Bunyoni Uganda


We set off from Lake Bunyoni for the Rwandan border, a journey of 2 hours. The Ugandan people have been so friendly & hospitable, always waving as we went through their villages and helpful in every way.
When we arrived at the border, the exit from Uganda was smooth and the entry into Rwanda equally smooth, although more officious and not very welcoming. Tourists are still a novelty in this country so that might be the reason. We also had to drive on the right hand side of the road once we passed through the border post. Once into the country we found very good roads, a rarity in this part of Africa. It is a country of endless mountains and beautiful scenery with a thriving agriculture; coffee being by far the largest exporter. Because the country is so mountainous and the population so dense, terrace growing is used on the hillsides and it all looks so orderly and fertile.

We wondered what awaited us in Rwanda, known more for the genocide of 1994 than anything else. The genocide resulted in the deaths of over a million people. But death was not its only outcome. Tens of thousands of people had been tortured, mutilated and raped. Tens of thousands more suffered machete cuts, bullet wounds, infection and starvation. There was rampant lawlessness, looting and chaos. The infrastructure had been destroyed, the ability to govern dismantled. Homes had been demolished, belongings stolen. There were over 300,000 children orphaned. There were thousands of widows. Many had been the victim of rape and sexual abuse, often by known HIV carriers and subsequently caught the disease. Others had seen their children murdered in front of them because the aim was to exterminate the Tutsi population by murdering the young people.

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Memorial for 10 Belgian soldiers killed in this house on the7th April 1994


It took a couple of hours to get to the capital Kigali. Once there, we headed to the genocide memorial centre. We were there for about an hour and a lot of people just cried their way around, reading the background, the genocide and the aftermath to it. After that sobering visit, we needed to find beds for the night & set off in search.
Kigali Genocide Memorial
It’s difficult here, if you exclude the big hotels like the 5 star Serena. There’s very little in between that & really basic, due to nonexistent tourism. We really struggled and a few places were full. Finally, we happened upon the Rose guest house, which is mentioned in our east Africa Guide as a good place for expats. It may have been such when the guide was issued but now it was very basic, and very empty.

Still, we had a base if we got desperate. Food was a pressing issue too so we headed off to the Kabana Pizzeria and had one of the best pizzas I’ve had outside Italy.

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Kabana Pizzeria Kigali


After dinner, we checked out a couple of more places but all were full. Finally, we came across the Romalo guest house and it seemed good from the outside. I went in to enquire & secured rooms at a good price. It was just then we discovered the time zone changed and it was an hour earlier than Uganda. We laughed at the rooms; they were huge and about as naff as you’d find anywhere. However, we had toilet seats although loo paper in my room would have been a nice touch too. The rooms were named after cities: John was in Tokyo & I was in Cape Town.

Romalo Guest House Kigali
It seemed a quiet location so we headed off to our rooms with the intention of an early start the next morning. Soon after drifting off to sleep, the neighbours’ dogs started barking and continued for what seemed like hours. We were awake now. Sleep seemed all but impossible & then they stopped, probably worn out themselves.

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